Wednesday, May 21, 2014

kitchen window flowers

Last night we finished dinner at seven o' clock. Erikboy and Squísh went outside to jump on the trampoline. We had all the windows open. The breeze was perfection... and Em, the most perfect baby ever, was looking at me with her big ol' blue eyes. The moment washed over me and came out in song. I sang to her about my complete love and adoration. Do you know how many songs have 'baby' in them? I could have gone on all evening, but then Squísh ran into Erikboy (or was it the other way around?) and started wailing. I put Em down and went outside. I picked up Squísh, waved to the neighbors sitting on their porch (it's only a few sound waves away from my wide open kitchen window) and laughed quietly as I retreated back stage inside. I am ninety-seven percent certain they were privy to my entire vocal performance. I hope they like songs with 'baby' in them.

1 comment:

  1. You're my favorite. Can we please be neighbors?